Glaringly Unprepared


Revelation 1:13-15
New International Version (NIV)

13 and among the lampstands was someone like a son of man, dressed in a robe reaching down to his feet and with a golden sash around his chest. 14 The hair on his head was white like wool, as white as snow, and his eyes were like blazing fire. 15 His feet were like bronze glowing in a furnace, and his voice was like the sound of rushing waters.


I took a walk today
Strolled down the street
And up the narrow way

I saw what I could see
Watched clouds drift by
And flowers in the breeze

I heard the brook roll by
Stood on the bridge
And saw a bird fly high

Then on the ground I fell
Blinding light shone
And angel voice did peal

“He is King! He is King!”
From every mouth
And each tongue, “Let it ring!”

Looking up, at Him there
His hair was white
And eyes a fiery glare

My heart with fear near died
As thunder rang
And stars fell from the sky

But then He spoke with Love
“Come up, my friend
And be with me above”

I gladly took His Hand
Both God and man
That brought me home again

©2017 by William Pierce


How often I walk through Your glorious creation without giving a thought, without being grateful, or without being prepared to meet You. What would happen if You actually sent an angel with a vision of Jesus as He is in heaven. Would I be ready? Would You call me Friend? Please help me today, to be what You would have me be.

Thank You for each and every blessing. May I never waste them. Amen!

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Spicy Spirit


Acts 2:16-18
New International Version (NIV)

16 No, this is what was spoken by the prophet Joel:
17 “‘In the last days, God says,
I will pour out my Spirit on all people.
Your sons and daughters will prophesy,
your young men will see visions,
your old men will dream dreams.
18 Even on my servants, both men and women,
I will pour out my Spirit in those days,
and they will prophesy.

Looking for Some Soul Food

When things are spicy
They make our taste buds sing,
They make all our food
Have lots of zip and zing,

When things are aromatic
We smell deep and long,
Whether the odor
Is weak or very strong,

Our taste and our smell
Are so intertwined,
Our noses and taste buds
Are sort of “one of a kind”,

But what of our spirits?
Just what sets them afire?
Are there tasty visions?
Or fragrant dreams that inspire?

Can we turn up the heat?
And come out of our daze?
Just what is the “soul” food?
That will make our hearts blaze?

Only one food source
For a hunger man’s soul
Open up God’s holy word
Read and grow bold

©2017 by William Pierce


You bless us with Your word and You will bless us with Your Spirit. Come to us in these days in dreams and visions. Open up doors that cannot be shut. Grant us Your presence to guide and direct our every step. Thank You for each and every blessing. Amen!

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How Merry is Your Go-Round?


Psalm 68:32-34
New International Version (NIV)

32 Sing to God, you kingdoms of the earth,
sing praise to the Lord,
33 to him who rides across the highest heavens, the ancient heavens,
who thunders with mighty voice.
34 Proclaim the power of God,
whose majesty is over Israel,
whose power is in the heavens.

Riding the Carousel

Is your carousel a merry-go-round?
Does it go mostly up or mostly go down?

Does it whirl and spin at great heights and speeds?
Or is a kick in the pants what it really needs?

Does it shimmer and shine with paint bright and new?
Or is it faded and flaking like someone’s old shoe?

Do you ride on young ponies all spry and daring?
Or are they old, swaybacked, slow and sparing?

Does the music play with melodic sweet accord?
Or does it sound more like a broken Victoria record?

Well, if your whirligig isn’t quite up to snuff,
Climb on board to a salvation ride, “sho’nuff”!

Confess your all troubles, announce all your sins,
Ask the Lord for forgiveness and begin life again,

He’ll fill you with the Spirit, and make you anew,
He’ll take you to places that you never knew,

Signs and wonders will follow you each and every day,
You’ll be so grateful you’ll just have to pray,

Each morning you’ll climb onboard this heavenly ride,
Each night you will rest with angels at your side,

So don’t hesitate, don’t ponder or wait,
Don’t leave it to chance; don’t leave it to fate,

The Lord up in heaven is holding your seat,
Jump on board, hold on tight, for a life that’s complete.

©2017 by William Pierce


We buy our tickets and get on board, the music begins to play, and we are off. We hope that we have chosen wisely, but often we have gotten on the wrong ride. Nothing about it is what we expected. We call upon You today and ask that You help us all. For those who are sick – heal them, for those who are sad – comfort them, for those who are just not sure – enlightened them. You are the Master of our rides and the doctor who can heal all things. Please be with us all. Thank You so.

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Amble With Grace


Genesis 3:8
New International Version (NIV)

8 Then the man and his wife heard the sound of the Lord God as he was walking in the garden in the cool of the day, and they hid from the Lord God among the trees of the garden.

In the Cool of the Day

The breeze was cool
And we could hear His footsteps near
In days before we heard them
And they brought to us no fear

He would come to us each day
And we’d amble down to the field
But today we choose to feed upon
The one and only forbidden meal

It seemed so good and looked so fair
While the serpent hissed with tempting guile
So we made our beds in sins’ desire
“Surely Not,” he said with a deadly smile

Then the sound of footsteps came
And we hide without a word
“Where are you?” came His gentle call
We answered but were barely heard

“We are naked, Sir, so we are covered
Clothes of leaves to hide our shame
Who has told you, you are naked!”
We both stood there and passed the blame

“Woe to you evil serpent!
On Your belly you shall crawl!
And woe to you rebellious mankind
You shall suffer an arduous fall!”

“Woman! You shall be ruled by man
And hard childbirth will be a part of life
And man who shunned his duty and his oath
Will work and sweat for naught but strife!”

And now I cast you out and bar the gate
Serpent, down below you must go
Until I send a Son for you
And He will smite you with a deadly blow

From one sin man would meet his end
Through One man salvation came
First man had all the sin
The Second took all the shame

One way and only one we have sinned
With evil we have schemed
One way and only one we are saved
By the Son we are redeemed

©2017 by William Pierce


So very long ago we fell. We lusted after things of no value. We did not cherish our walks with You in the cool of the evening. We set in motion events that would hold dire consequences. Your Son would have to pay a heavy price to ransom us from sin’s grip. Forgive us and draw us close. If possible, please let us amble through the Garden with You, yet again.

Thank You, Lord for every loving kindness. Amen!

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Shimmering Hope


Isaiah 18:3-5
New International Version (NIV)

3 All you people of the world,
you who live on the earth,
when a banner is raised on the mountains,
you will see it,
and when a trumpet sounds,
you will hear it.
4 This is what the Lord says to me:
“I will remain quiet and will look on from my dwelling place,
like shimmering heat in the sunshine,
like a cloud of dew in the heat of harvest.”
5 For, before the harvest, when the blossom is gone
and the flower becomes a ripening grape,
he will cut off the shoots with pruning knives,
and cut down and take away the spreading branches.

Shimmering Presence

Far off a Light shines
Shimmering with burning heat
It waits in patient power
With justice to meed

It glows against the darkness
With terrible fierce fire
Yet It is a beckon of mercy
Against Its holy ire

Its smoke is seen in daylight
A pillar of fire by night
Protection for the holy
Sinners flee in fright

Justice for the wicked
Mercy for the poor and lame
Healing in Its fury
YHWH is His name

His Son He gave
On the altar of sin
Once for all
And made us friends

Let praise ring through the heavens
Let joy overflow the earth
The Light is coming soon
And give us our new birth

©2017 by William Pierce


You are the Maker of Light, who is far greater than light itself. You wait in patient holiness to render justice to all creation and set things right. Open our hearts and minds. Fill us with Your presence. Let the Light of Glory transform the darkness in our souls.

Thank You, Father for all things great and small. May they bring us close to You. Amen!

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Formal is Normal


Revelation 7:9
New International Version (NIV)

The Great Multitude in White Robes

9 After this I looked, and there before me was a great multitude that no one could count, from every nation, tribe, people and language, standing before the throne and before the Lamb. They were wearing white robes and were holding palm branches in their hands.

Formal Dress Required

Here amid the daily darkness
The world gives us casual views
It’s hard to see what it might be like
So here are some heavenly clues

Flashing lightning fills heaven’s throne room
While peals of mighty thunder ring
Powerful creatures hold back the four winds
As the choirs of angels sing

The streets reflect the purest gold
The gates are made of gigantic pearls
Stars faint and fall from the sky
As the wind blows and swirls

Multitudes of beings come
All clad in white attire
Singing Salvation’s Joyous Song
While the angels watch and admire

Then a servant sheep appears
The Lamb of God arrives
And every single knee bows down
Without Him not a single one survives

And the twenty-four that sit on thrones
Without exception or a thought
Fall face down upon the ground
Even their souls He’s bought

Then praise erupts as never heard before
And heaven shakes from shouts of glee
“Holy, Holy, Holy! Is the risen Lamb of God!”
“He died and made us free!”

Then things grow calm once again
And peace fills all of heaven’s space
Until the Lamb comes round again
And we look into His wonderful face

©2017 by William Pierce


May we never look upon You without awesome fear and wonder. You bless us with mercy, grace, and love. May we never be ungrateful.

Thank You! In Jesus’ Holy name! Amen!

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Partnering Above


1 Corinthians 3:9
King James Version

For we are labourers together with God: ye are God’s husbandry, [ye are] God’s building.

Heavenly Partner

What is a partner?
Who is a friend?
Do they come in the beginning?
Or somewhere near the end?

Do they say nice things to you?
Encouraging and kind?
Do they shine a light in the darkness?
When the path is hard to find?

Do they reach out to you?
When you need a helping hand?
Will they even loan you money?
When it’s time to pay the band?

There is a special partner though
That God sent to save us all
Saved us from the debt we owed
And stopped our fatal fall

And now He partners with His friends
And asks us to plant and sow
Among His fields and buildings
But He makes all things grow

How good it is to know His voice
As He calls us all by name
One day the garden will be restored
And be free of guilt and shame

So until that time, we partner hard
We go as sheep amid the lions
Let them all hear the great glad news
And leave this world of sin behind

©2017 by William Pierce


You have partnered with those who would repent. Who have turned from their fallen ways and You consent to call us friends. May we work hard among Your fields and help to bring about a mighty harvest. It is You who makes all things grow but You have charged us to go and tell the Good News. May Its power change every life. Thank You for all things. Amen!

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Not a Solo but a Symphony


2 Timothy 2:20-22
New International Version (NIV)

20 In a large house there are articles not only of gold and silver, but also of wood and clay; some are for special purposes and some for common use. 21 Those who cleanse themselves from the latter will be instruments for special purposes, made holy, useful to the Master and prepared to do any good work.
22 Flee the evil desires of youth and pursue righteousness, faith, love and peace, along with those who call on the Lord out of a pure heart.

The Master’s Music

There is a symphony playing
The conductor is directing
The strings are singing
The horns are blowing
The drums are keeping perfect time
And I
I am offbeat
I am playing my own melody
And as hard as I try
And as well as I play
It will always be out of tune
I must yield
I must come under the beat of the whole orchestra
That is what makes it a symphony
And I am far from in sync
I believe myself a rock star
A celebrity
Someone that the whole world would pause for
But no…
I am merely me
And I am out of tune

©2017 by William Pierce


Let me feel the beat of Your Grand Symphony. Let me get in sync with Your count. There is a better way and that is Your way. Help me each day to watch, to listen, and to yield to Your baton.

Thank You, Lord for this Grand Symphony of life.

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We Have a Foggy Notion


1 Corinthians 13
English Standard Version (ESV)

The Way of Love

13 If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I am a noisy gong or a clanging cymbal. 2 And if I have prophetic powers, and understand all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have all faith, so as to remove mountains, but have not love, I am nothing. 3 If I give away all I have, and if I deliver up my body to be burned, but have not love, I gain nothing.

4 Love is patient and kind; love does not envy or boast; it is not arrogant 5 or rude. It does not insist on its own way; it is not irritable or resentful;[b] 6 it does not rejoice at wrongdoing, but rejoices with the truth. 7 Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things.

8 Love never ends. As for prophecies, they will pass away; as for tongues, they will cease; as for knowledge, it will pass away. 9 For we know in part and we prophesy in part, 10 but when the perfect comes, the partial will pass away. 11 When I was a child, I spoke like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I gave up childish ways. 12 For now we see in a mirror dimly, but then face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I have been fully known.

13 So now faith, hope, and love abide, these three; but the greatest of these is love.

Seeing Clearly

There is a veil that blocks our view
Fogs up our vision and makes it askew

No matter how hard we try to see
There’s something that comes between us and Thee

Try as we may and try as we might
We can’t bring You clearly into our sight

The world with its razzle-dazzle-do
Tempts us to come away from You

It’s always calling like a siren from the sea
Offering us morsels that do not come free

Money, sex, glamour, and fame
Pleasure for a moment, but forever in shame

So we hold on with faith and never lose hope
One day we’ll see You as through a microscope

With love we will be shining as You come into view
And as You have known us, we will know You

©2017 by William Pierce


Here, amid the push and the pull, fighting against the tempting calls of the flashy world, wrestling with our fears and our weak bodies; we stop for a moment and call out to You. We struggle to see You. We have glimpses, faint images, even moments when we think we see You just as You are, but our only real idea of who You are is in looking at Jesus. He projects in all that He does and says, Your very essence and even more. He is One with You, and longs to have us at One with You both. Mercy, grace, and love beyond measure. Beyond understanding.

Thank You so, Lord. Thank You so.

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Don’t Choose the Blues


Joshua 24:15
New International Version (NIV)

15 But if serving the Lord seems undesirable to you, then choose for yourselves this day whom you will serve, whether the gods your ancestors served beyond the Euphrates, or the gods of the Amorites, in whose land you are living. But as for me and my household, we will serve the Lord.”

Toothbrush Blues

Toothbrushes come in choices aplenty
Might drive you crazy cause there are so many
There are dozens of hues
Reds, yellows and blues
With multiple grips
Easy, bicycle, and no-slip
And bristles galore
From nylon to the hair of a boar
And what firmness should I request
Is soft, medium, or hard the best
Oh! It’s really confusing
Which one should I be using
So please give me a hint
For to the store I was sent
I’ve been here all day
And they say I’m in the way
But there’s just too many to choose
I’ve come down with the Toothbrush Blues!

It’s oooh so confusing
Which brush to be choosing
All my teeth I’ll be losing
And my gums I’ll be bruising
I got the Toothbrush Blues!
I got the Toothbrush Blues!
And when you have to choose
You’ll have the Toothbrush Blues too!


Life is full of choices. Some are easy and some are not. Please bless all who read this prayer with knowledge, wisdom, and discretion. It is possible for us to know the right choice, but not have the wisdom to choose it, and we can have both knowledge and wisdom, and not have the discretion to be willing to do what is correct. May we wear these three as a necklace and may they protect us in this confusing world.

Thank You, Lord for caring so much for us.

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